Romanza

 I have flown over this bridge...not in a Dumbo though.

Let's set the scene for something that can only be described as pure romance. We've just left the Muir Woods, one of the most awesome, beautiful places I've ever been to. Giant Redwoods, serene silence, even the bus tour from New York was quit and have now arrived at Sausolito. Dinner on the deck overlooking San Francisco and a seaplane takes off in front of us! Where from? How often? Where does it go? All to be answered after a terrific lunch.

We find it, but tickets, go to the dock....


Reality! Til now sounds great, my SISTER and I now board the plane. She has to sit in the back directly behind me to counter balance the 300 pound pilot that is crammed into his and part of my seats. We taxi...we taxi...we taxi and finally lift off. Through the center of the bay and up, over and along the bridge to the coast. A short hop down the coast and then the return. A full meal and my ever present motion problem reminding me that perhaps romance should find an on-land location!